This is a song about "Down with the niggas"

Cutting down the most cerebral mc’s with ease/

My bitches brighter always saying lights please

You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot

I hang with niggas, whole jab in the jock

Liquor stores with the 40's, young niggas bite metal, shit,

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that

Try to jack and i will attack

With my niggas in the back

My pride is gone, i'm that guy like aaron hall

We ain't fucking with ya'll you'll be the last niggas i call

With the fire heat, niggas better run like athletes

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

And that’s a scary thing, i try to duck em good

Feels like the niggas i fuck with can't be trusted